Chapter 3 : "This Time..."

Kise stalked over to the front gate of Kaijo High School, her golden eyes searching for a certain group of people with interest. Her golden eyes glinted when she caught sight of the mass of people just inside the front gate. Kise's pace quickened as she ran over to them, waving her hand high above her head.

"Hello!" she called cheerfully, her signature smile on her face. "You're from Seirin, right? I'm here to take you to the gym!"

Her voice grabbed their attention and the mass of people turned to face her as one. The effect was immediate as gasps of shock emitted from the group of boys. Kise skidded to a halt in front of the group, her eyes focused on the female brunette that stood at the front.

"You're the manager-san, right?" Kise asked, tilting her head in a questioning gesture.

Aida felt irritation at the question, but simply let out a sigh. The question wasn't uncommon, in fact, it was something people usually asked. "No, I'm the coach of Seirin's basketball team, Aida Riko! Nice to meet you!" The last sentence was a lie; she most certainly had not wanted to meet this blond model this early on. Aida had expected to meet Kise on the court, but certainly not now.

Kise smiled and held out her hand. "I'm Kise Ryouka! Nice to meet you too!" her cheerful voice did not waver as she said this, despite the fact that she didn't mean a bit of it. Kise turned to glance over the boys that stood behind the brunette, none of them striking her as special. Her eyes briefly stopped on the tall figure of a red-headed male who stood off to the side of the group and was grinning in her direction. Kise could almost feel the tense excitement washing off of him.

"So, you're Kise Ryouka, huh?" the red-head stated, chuckling slightly. "To think someone like you is one of the Generation of Miracles."

Kise frowned at the statement. 'Is he looking down on us?' she thought to herself. "Might I ask what your name is?" she retorted, feeling a slight itch of irritation.

"The name's Kagami. Kagami Taiga." the red-head replied.

"Never heard of you," Kise replied cooly, crossing her arms over her chest.

Kagami only shook his head at the statement, letting out a soft chuckle. "Well, remember it!" he ordered. "Because I'm going to take you and the Generation of Miracles down!" Aida and the rest of the Seirin team gasped at the sudden declaration.

Hyuga slapped his hand to his forehead. 'This guy is so stupid. We should call him Bakagami,' he thought to himself.

Kise, however, reacted differently. Her eyes brightened at the words and she grinned challengingly. "I hope you're not just words. You better be good," she told him, her grin replaced with a superior smirk.

Kagami grinned back to her, running a hand through his red hair. "As if," he spat back. Luckily the conversation ended there and Kise lead the Seirin team towards the Kaijo gym. Her eyes scanned the group of boys over her shoulder, but her eyes kept going back to Kagami. A rush of adrenaline filled her veins as she thought about the upcoming match. Maybe, just maybe, it wouldn't be as boring as she had thought. The strange group continued to walk on in silence, Kise scanning the group from time to time, as if she had missed something.

Kise failed to notice the teal-headed boy trailing hesitantly behind the group.

"Good afternoon! We're the Seirin basketball team!" Aida called out from the entrance door with vigor.

Kaijo's coach turned to see the mass of people who crowded in the front door, all wearing matching jackets, the word 'Seirin' labelling them. He tried to hold in a sarcastic snicker as he walked over. "Welcome. I'm Takeuchi, Kaijo's coach," he introduced himself formally, scanning the group of players. "May I ask who the coach is?"

Aida perked up and smiled politely. "I'm Seirin's coach, Aida Riko! Please take care of us today!" Her introduction resulted in a contemptuous look from Kaijo's coach, but she chose to ignore it. Aida scanned the gymnasium; it was larger than their own court. A net split the court into two halves, freshmen practicing on one side of the net, the regulars warming up on the other half. Aida raised an eyebrow at the arrangement and turned questioningly to the other coach.

"May I ask," Aida began, trying to keep a calm tenor to her voice. "What is with this arrangement?" she gesticulated widely.

Kaijo's coach blinked at the question and let out an exasperated sigh. "You see, even if the first years watch, there isn't enough for them to learn from this practice match. Therefore I decided that they should continue practice as they normally do," he paused here, as if to let it sink in. Aida's hand clenched into a fist and she was biting her bottom lip to stop herself from screaming.

"Don't worry," Kaijo's coach reassured them. "You'll still be against our regulars. Just don't let them triple your score or anything."

"What about Kise?" Kagami piped up as the Kaijo coach turned to walk away. Takeuchi turned, an incredulous expression on his face.

"Of course, Kise won't play. If that happened, we might quadruple your score." Leaving those words behind, the coach turned away and walked to the bench nearby.

Kise stood smiling haughtily at their side. She turned to face them, her eyes shining with glee. "Well, I guess your dream isn't going to come true any time soon," she directed her words towards Kagami. She laughed, waving goodbye to them as Kasamatsu came over to lead them to the locker rooms.

Irritated, Kagami shouted after the blond female. "Don't underestimate us! We're not weak!" The girl waved over her shoulder, as if to dismiss his words.

As Kasamatsu led the group of boys towards the locker rooms, the Seirin team fumed with anger. Hyuga mumbled incoherently under his breath, an angry expression darkening his face. Izuki who was usually calm and collected was grumbling as well, his black eyes taking on an icy color. The rest of the regulars, with except Mitobe, expressed their anger verbally, complaining to one another as discreetly as possible.

However, Kagami was the most menacing of them all. His red eyes burned with fury and he played with his hands, cracking his knuckles. He growled a mantra of 'I'm going to show them' under his breath. Kagami was usually irritable but the expression he sported now was of rage. Suddenly, the red-head grinned, intimidating everyone around him. It was incomprehensible why the red-head was choking with laughter all of a sudden but nobody dared to ask.

Aida observed the team, suppressing a sigh as she tried to breathe down her irritation. She was just as angry for being underestimated as they all were, but she couldn't give the Kaijo team a beating. She had to leave that to the team. Aida glanced in Kagami's direction and her brown eyes widened a fraction. She smirked and turned away, her heart filling with confidence. It would be soon before Seirin pulled Kaijo off their high horse.

"Let the match between Seirin High and Kaijo High begin!" The teal-haired boy observed the match from above, his cyan eyes following two distinct figures. He gripped the bars of the railing as his gaze passed over Kise. He shook his head slightly and turned his attention to the court. In the center circle, Kagami and Kobori Koji, the center of Kaijo High, faced each other for the jump ball. Promptly, the whistle blew and the basketball flew up into the air, followed by the two players. Being the taller one, Kobori was able to tip the ball towards his teammates and help Kaijo gain possession.

Kasamatsu caught the ball and calmly began to dribble it. "Let's get one basket first!" he called out to his fellow teammates. He scanned the court before going into a drive. Immediately, Izuki was in front of him, trying to guard him, but the Kaijo captain simply passed to the power forward of the team, Hayakawa Mitsuhiro. Out of luck, Hyuga was able to intercept the ball, and steal it successfully. He passed it to Kagami, who caught it with ease.

"It's a fast break!" Kasamatsu shouted, turning to run to the other side of the court.

Kagami dribbled to Kaijo's basket, practically unchallenged. He jumped, bringing his hand down on to the hoop fiercely, like the claws of a tiger. The impact shook the basket and a strange sound, akin to the cracking of wood, echoed around the court. Kagami fell to his feet, a hard metallic object gripped in his hand, which he was ignorant to. He let out a feral shout, but only silence answered him. Kagami frowned, blinking his red eyes with surprise. All eyes were on his hand and Kagami glanced in the same direction, letting out a shout of shock.

"BAKAGAMI!" Hyuga shouted from half court. "You broke the hoop!"

Kuroko stared at the hoop and back to the backboard, then to Kagami. The situation was unbelievable, inexplicable. He tilted his head to see the blond female on Kaijo's bench, her eyes wide with shock, but with a glint of interest in them. Kuroko shivered slightly. Those eyes. They reminded him of that day. Kuroko looked away to stop himself from shivering.

Izuki walked up to the broken basket. "Woah, one of the bolts rusted. That's dangerous," he commented.

Kasamatsu heard the comment, staring at the scene before him. "Still," Kaijo's captain muttered to nobody in particular. "That isn't normal."

Aida rushed over to Kaijo's bench, where Kaijo's coach sat in anger. "I'm sorry!" she exclaimed with convincing sincerity, although she was actually whooping with glee. "We can't continue to play like this so can we use the full court?"

Kaijo's coach didn't find any other options and complied reluctantly. He narrowed his eyes as he stood up to move away, giving way for the preparations of the court. With his finger, the coach gestured for Kise to come over, immediately causing the blond to bounce over with eagerness.

As the preperations finished, the players stepped on to the court once more. The non-regulars watched from above, none of them noticing the teal-haired boy who stood nearby. Kuroko, too, didn't pay attention to them as he scanned the players on the court. His eyes widened suddenly, with anxiety and fear. His hands began to shake and he gripped the bars of the railing tightly. He neither moved nor spoke; he was frozen stiff with fear.

Kise Ryouka stepped on to the court, her blond hair tied up, and a smirk on her face. She turned to face Kagami, giving him a menacing smile. "Sorry to keep you waiting."

The game resumed and the vigorous match started. Kasmatsu dribbled the ball with accuracy and speed, whilst Kise shook off Kagami with ease. Kise grinned as she received the ball from Kasamatsu, her hands closing around the rubber surface. She jumped, her right hand arching behind her, her blond hair flying as she rushed through the air. The blond female dunked the ball in, the hoop dragging down by the force of the dunk; almost exactly as Kagami had done it. She fell to her feet, golden eyes shining with glory. She spun to smirk at Kagami who was awestruck.

'What was that?' Kagami thought, his red eyes focusing on Kise. 'That was almost exactly like my dunk...no, it was exactly the same. It was a copy, and what's more, the dunk was stronger than mine!' Kagami's eyes narrowed and he muttered heatedly under his breath. "So this is the power of the Generation of Miracles." He chuckled to himself, trying to stop himself from giggling. "This is just great."

"Don't worry, I never forget to return the favor," Kise mumbled to Kagami as she ran by. Kagami grinned at the words and turned, his red eyes shining with excitement.

"Let's do this!" he shouted to the rest of the Seirin members, who shouted back in approval.

From Kuroko's view, the breakneck pace of the match was mesmerizing, but completely harsh. The fast switches between offense and defense looked extremely tiring for the players, especially the Seirin team. Kagami, however, seemed to take no notice and continued to execute his plays with vigor. Kuroko bit his lip as he watched Kagami score once more. Kagami didn't realize that the more he played, the bigger their score differences would become. Kise's speciality was to copy other people's plays and make them her own, using her enhanced abilities. Despite Kagami's skills, Kise could do his plays better than he could. This was the trap that Kise created. The more aggressive the other becomes, the better she becomes. To Kuroko, it was obvious, but to the others it was not. Kuroko glanced towards Seirin's coach and saw that she was talking to the officials. Kuroko felt relieved that one of them had come to that conclusion.

The whistle blew loudly as Kise scored again. "Seirin, time out!"

The Seirin and Kaijo players returned to their respective benches, all of them drenched in sweat and panting with the lack of air. Aida surveyed her team members, brown eyes widening with distress. Although the game had started only five minutes ago, the players were already worn out; almost at their limits. The high pace was unendurable, and soon Kaijo would take the lead. The most she could do was to prevent Kise from taking anymore points.

For a while nobody spoke, until Aida muttered under her breath. "Maybe we should double team Kise."

Kagami glanced upwards, incredulity showing in his eyes. "What, no!" he asked in a loud voice. "I can handle it!"

Aida shook her head, chewing the inside of her cheek. "I'm not doubting your abilities, Kagami, but our priority is to stop Kise from scoring. We'll change from man-to-man to zone defense."

Hyuga nodded in understanding. At that moment, the whistle blew to signal the start of the game. Aida blinked and became flustered from the lack of time. She opened her mouth but the Seirin players had already left the bench and gone on to the court. Frantically, she tried to call out to them, but she was out of their ears' reach.

Seirin started in possession, Kagami leading the offence. He took the ball and dunked it with full force, the hoop rattling with the power. Kise, who stood close by grinned slyly. She ran a hand through her locks of blond hair, wiping the sweat of her brow with her arm. Once Kajo was in possession, Kise copied Kagami, increasing the speed and power of the play. Kagami attempted to stop the female but she surpassed him in her agility. Kuroko watched, his teal eyes examining the extremely fast-paced plays. Kuroko chewed his lip as he glanced towards Aida on the bench. He had thought that the Seirin coach had understood. It seemed as though she actually hadn't or she had been unable to mention it. Either way, it didn't matter. As long as Kagami played offence, Seirin was helpless. The score difference would simply continue to grow.

Kuroko watched as Kise successfully blocked Kagami's shot. She drove the ball up the court, copying the red-head's exact movements and scoring. Kuroko glanced at the score board. Although it had been a steady repetition of shoot, score, shoot, score between the two teams, the Kaijo team was a few points ahead. Kuroko tapped the bar of the railing with his fingers. If the two teams were at equal standing with tactics, it really came down to their power and stamina. Even though Kuroko possessed no scan abilities, it was painfully obvious who was the more dominant team.

A sharp sound echoed around the room as the first quarter ended. Kaijo was in the lead, with about a five point difference. Aida watched pitifully as the five players returned to the bench. They were all red from the intense plays and they were sweating buckets. Kagami stared at Kise on the other bench who was humming quietly to herself, her eyes shining. She acted like this was all nothing, as if she didn't even break a sweat. It irritated Kagami even more. In that instant, Kagami wanted to return to the court and beat that girl to pulp. The question wasn't whether he would be allowed to or not, but more of whether he was capable of doing it. He began to doubt himself for the first time.

Aida tapped her lips with her finger. "Kagami, you do realize that as long as you keep scoring, Kise will copy you?" she asked, quietly.

Kagami glanced up from his seat, his eyes narrowing.

"You do also realize that although you can't stop her, she can stop you?" Aida added. "If that's the case, we will definitely lose."

Kagami jumped up, his hands clenched into fists. "I can do it! I can stop her!" he insisted, his red eyes burning with fire. "Let me continue marking her...uh, please."

Aida narrowed her eyes, almost sadly. "I don't know if I can trust you to stop her. You're already tired and running out of stamina, and the difference in strength is simply too big. It's practically impossible."

The look in Aida's eyes made rage run through him. "I will stop her. I promise. So, please," Kagami muttered, his eyes pleading for the first time. The rest of the team blinked at Kagami's insistence with astonishment. Somehow, the look in his eyes reassured them.

"Alright," Aida gave in. "But if you break that promise..." the sentence ended with an unspoken threat.

Kagami simply grinned in response and returned to the court, adrenaline coursing through him. He glanced at Kise and their eyes met. They both smirked simultaneously.

Kaijo started with the ball, with Kasamatsu handling. The Kaijo captain dribbled the ball until Izuki moved to block him. Kasamatsu passed to Kise quickly, and the blond player caught the ball. She dashed over to Seirin's basket and jumped to shoot, but before she could release the ball, Kagami had slapped it out of her hands. Kise's eyes widened as she turned to glance at the red-haired player standing behind her. Hyuga caught the ball and threw it to Izuki to continue the game. However, Kise and Kagami were at a standstill, glaring at each other. Kise started to snigger, golden fire in her eyes.

"Looks like you aren't that weak after all," she almost spat, her eyes darkening. "I might actually start playing for real."

Kagami smirked in response. "Bring it on," he challenged.

The game continued at the same pace. Kise and Kagami were the center of attention, with their ferocious one-on-ones. It seemed as though Kagami was playing on Kise's level now. Now it was proven that the girl wasn't entirely unstoppable.

Kise's irritation began to show in her movements. She became more reckless, more frustrated. She chewed her bottom lip, glancing at the scoreboard. There were about three minutes left. Although Kagami was capable of stopping her, the red-head was still unable to stop all of her shots, however she was capable of stopping most of his. The difference in the score was about ten points. "I guess I'll play seriously now," Kise muttered quietly, an intimidating, happy expression on her face.

When Kaijo stole the ball, Kise received the ball. She drove it up the court, seeing Kagami up ahead, as if waiting for her. Kise increased her speed, practically charging towards the red-head. When she reached him, she jumped, moving to dunk the ball in the air. Kagami had jumped at the same time, his hand latched on the other side of the ball. Kise narrowed her eyes, her lips thinning into a smile.

"You really aren't as strong as you think Kagami." she stated as she drove her strength into the dunk and forced the ball into the hoop. Kagami's eyes widened as they fell to the ground. He stared at the girl standing opposite him, her eyes glinting softly.

The match continued. Kagami, despite his attempts, was unable to stop Kise. From above, it looked like a one-sided battle. Kuroko's eyes widened as he watched Kise. Something was wrong. Something had changed. This wasn't the original Kise. This wasn't the Kise he had first met, or the changed Kise. No, this was more different. The female that was playing on that court was completely different. It was someone Kuroko didn't know, had never known.

The second quarter ended dramatically. Kise grinned as she stared at Kagami. She glanced over at the scoreboard, already knowing that Kaijo would be leading by a drastic amount. "Well, looks like you won't win today," she commented lightly. "In fact, I don't think you'll be winning any time soon. Do me a favor and forget your dreams. You're not going to beat the Generation of Miracles, no matter how hard you try. After all, if you can't even beat me, you don't stand a chance against the rest."

Kuroko stared, his hands painfully gripping the railing in front of him. The skin stretched over his knuckles, paling with pressure. The teal head bit his bottom lip as he watched Kise leave the court. The blond girl was grinning proudly, her golden eyes scanning the devastated Seirin team that were resting on the bench nearby. Kuroko saw the gleam in her golden eyes, bright with the ferocity he had last seen when the Miracles had confronted him.

Kuroko jolted with realization, the color draining from his face. His hands shook, causing the railing to shake slightly. All it took was one movement, a small tilt of the head, for Kise to see Kuroko. Despite Kuroko's lack of presence, his shaky behavior at present easily attracted attention and the look in Kise's eyes gave him the feeling that nothing would go unseen in that golden gaze. Kuroko pushed himself away from the railing, making a large rattling sound. Without turning to see if anyone noticed him, Kuroko ran out the side door and down the stairs, dashing towards the front gate.

Kise glanced upwards upon hearing the squeak of the railings above. She pushed back her blond bangs that covered her sight but she saw an unmistakable flash of teal hair. She stood, almost flipping the bench over in her haste.

"Hey!" Kasamatsu protested as he saw Kise stand up. "What's wrong?"

Kise ignored her captain and began running towards the gym door. She slammed the door open, catching a glimpse of the teal-headed boy up ahead. The Kaijo team called her back but Kise had more important matters to handle. Without a hint of hesitation, the blond girl dashed after the teal-head. She was more physically fit, therefore it was only a matter of seconds before she caught up to the boy. She grabbed his shoulder and pushed him against the back wall of the gym.

The look in Kise's eyes sent a shock of shivers down Kuroko's spine. Those golden eyes were cold with a ferocious darkness to them. The hands that gripped his shoulders were tight and painful. Kuroko struggled to free himself from her grip but to no avail.

"Kurokocchi," Kise muttered, a hurt look flitting across her face. Kuroko stiffened at the expression, his cyan eyes widening a fraction. He unsuccessfully tried to keep his usual demeanour, but the surge of fear in his blood wouldn't go away.

"Ki...se...san" Kuroko gasped out her name, trying to stay calm. His heart beat rapidly in his chest, from fear, from anxiety. The blond stared back at the boy, softening in front of him. Her grip slackened and her eyes took on a warmer color. Slowly, Kuroko's heart slowed to its usual pace, although he could still feel the fear biting at the back of his mind.

Kuroko had not expected Kise to pull him tightly against her. Kuroko blinked with surprise, beginning to struggle again. "Kise-san," he protested, trying to push the blond female away from him.

"Kurokocchi...where have you been?" a low voice growled into his ear. Kuroko flinched at the question; it was the same question the Miracles had asked him last time. He struggled against Kise's hold but she didn't even budge. Kise repeated her question again, and forced Kuroko to look at her. Kuroko had been wrong when he had thought that the girl had softened up. Her features were as harsh as ever, her golden eyes seemed more brown than gold and her face darkened with anger, fury and frustration.

Kuroko refused to answer the question. The fear crept into his blood again, freezing him from the inside. He struggled against his bonds but they only grew tighter. "Please, Kise-san, I-" he began.

"Answer the question!" Kise commanded, pushing Kuroko against the wall. "I need you to tell me! Why did you leave us? Why did you betray us?!"

The teal-haired boy stared at the girl in front of him, eyes widening with shock. "Me...betray...you? What are you talking about?" A nameless emotion began to rush through him, an irrational, uncontrollable feeling. The little strength he had returned to him and he stared into Kise's eyes, almost defiantly as he forgot his fear.

"Why would I-" Kuroko's question was left unfinished when one of the Kaijo first years appeared nearby.

"Kise-san! What are you doing?! Coach told me to come and find you, and..." the first year boy paused, staring at the scene in front of him. Kise's grip had slackened on Kuroko and the teal-head took the opportunity to duck away and run as fast as possible. The situation was frighteningly similar to their other confrontation. Kuroko didn't want to know how it would end. Right now, he focused on getting away.

Kise, having regained her composure, shouted after the teal-headed boy. "Wait!" she screamed, fury in her eyes. "Kurokocchi! Come back!"

The first year stared curiously at the Miracle who sighed and rubbed her eyes. "Um...Kise-san?" the freshman asked quietly. Kise ignored the boy and stalked off, back towards the gymnasium where the third quarter had just started.

A furious coach greeted her as she walked in. "Kise! What were you thinking, running off like that? Luckily we were going to take you out anyways, but-"

"I want to play." Kise stared back at the Kaijo coach. "I'm going to play."

"What are you talking about Kise?! These guys are no match for you!" the coach tried to reason with the female, but Kise simply shook her head, her lips set in a firm line.

"I don't care. I'm going to play, now." Kise stated firmly. The coach, sensing Kise's anger, stopped protesting and sighed. He walked over to the officials to arrange a member change. Whilst he was doing so, Kise pulled her yellow phone out of her bag and texted a short message. She put the phone away just as the whistle blew to interrupt the game.

"Kaijo! Member change!" one of the officials announced. Kise stepped on to the court, golden eyes scanning the rest of the players on the court. She swiveled on her axis, gazing at the surprised players. A smirk decorated her beautiful features. 'All so weak...' she thought to herself, holding in a laugh as the whistle blew.

Aida watched from the bench, analyzing the possibilities and outcomes. There was no doubt about it anymore. With Kise on the court, Seirin didn't stand a chance. Aida closed her eyes against the horrific scene. She didn't want to watch this merciless slaughtering anymore.

"Hey, Shin-chan! Sounds like you got a text!" Takao Kazunari informed the green-haired female that was fiddling with her can of red bean soup in the back of the rickshaw. The black-haired point guard of Shutoku High leaned back on the seat of his bicycle, taking the opportunity to rest. The greenette tugged out the lime green cell phone from her skirt pocket and flipped it open while she took a sip of her soup. Takao jerked up when he heard a choking cough behind him and he turned to look at the greenette.

"Shin-chan?! Are you okay?" Takao asked, dark eyes widening. He reached out a hand to pat the girl on the back but she pushed it away.

"I'm fine," Midorima mumbled in reply, staring at the screen of her phone. She flipped it closed, before turning her green eyes on Takao. "Now, drive." Midorima ignored the protests that ensued, still thinking about the message she had received. She had to figure out how to hide that wide smile on her face.

'There you are.'

The heavily tanned female sat up on the rooftop of Touou Academy, her navy blue eyes widening. She scanned the message another time until she was able to convince herself that it was true. The girl ran a hand through her navy hair, raising a hand to cover her mouth. The girl started to laugh in a maniacal fashion, the deep rumbles in her chest beginning to pain her.

"Ao-chan! There you are!" the voice of her childhood friend, Momoi Satsuki, reached her ears. Yet, Aomine continued to laugh, her eyes shining with a gleam of triumph. Momoi stared at the laughing female with astonishment, wondering what had happened. Momoi didn't ask any questions though, as she had a dark feeling that she wouldn't want to know.

'I finally caught up to you.'

Murasakibara strided out of the convenience store, a plastic bag of sweets in hand. She pulled out a candy bar and began to munch on it lazily. A small vibration in her skirt pocket made her pause, as she fished out her phone. Staring at the words on the screen, she closed the phone and returned it to her pocket. The purple-haired girl ambled along, as if the text message was unimportant. The only visible difference in the girl was that she bit and chewed her candy bar much more harshly, like a predator bites off the meat of their prey.

'You were able to run away last time.'

"Uwah, Sei-chan is smiling," a hushed whisper escaped from Mibuchi Reo's lips as he turned to his fellow regulars. Some of them nodded in fear, staring at the figure of the smiling red-head that stood near the bench, her cell phone in hand.

"Yeah! She's been smiling like that for the past five minutes!" the over-energetic Hayama Kotaro stated in a painfully loud voice. The red-head turned to smile menacingly in their direction.

"If you have time to discuss my personal matters, it means that you have time to do double your training menu," Akashi told them in a frighteningly soft voice. The regulars flinched at their captain's words and ran off to start their doubled training menu. Akashi turned her back on them and glanced at her phone.

From: Kise Ryouka

Subject: No Subject

[ I found him. ]

She smiled, her heterochromatic eyes glinting.

'But this time, you're not getting away from us.'

Disclaimer: Kuroko no Basuke rightfully belongs to Fujimaki Tadatoshi. The characters in this story do not belong to me. I only own this piece itself and the plotline. Any similar works are purely coincidental.

Author's Note: Thank you for reading! I hope you liked it! I've decided to make these author's notes shorter...must be annoying to see them all the time. It is frighteningly obvious how bad I am at writing basketball scenes...well, this was the most difficult chapter to write so far, both in context and with my schedule. A bit of KiKuro in here as well... Anyways, I don't have much to say so, thank you to those who liked, followed or reviewed! Until next time, folks!